Half walking, half dancing to a tune she was quietly humming, Claudia led the way into the maze of aisles. After mentally plotting the route to where she had found Doug, she slowed down so her stride matched his. She bumped his shoulder and gave him a sideways smile.

"I hope I'm not keeping you from anything.. anyone.. important back at GD."

"Well, I was planning on testing my latest AI companion program," he got a far away look in his eyes as he explained his latest prized invention, "Still working out the bugs, but she's going to be great. Follows the basic program command list, but trying to get her to learn new commands has been rough. Though I can't say I'm surprised, I did model her off of.." Fargo paused for a moment and glanced at the smirking girl next to him, "..an Irish Setter. Easily distracted breed, you know."

"An Irish Setter? You created a canine AI?" she questioned, narrowing her eyes at him.

"Well... sure. Everyone in Eureka does. People get lonely, they want companionship. What more could they want?" he asked weakly, refusing to look at her.

"Uh huh.. And your human companion, what does she think of your robo-puppy?"

"If I had a human companion, do you think I'd be trying to build a fake one?" Fargo shot back, then rethought his phrasing, "A fake dog, that is."

Claudia cocked an eyebrow at him as he stopped walking and sighed.

"I don't have anyone important, at least not in Eureka," he met her gaze, then stared at the floor as he started moving again.

She stared after him for a beat, then quickly caught up with him. She kept her eyes forward, but couldn't keep the smile off her face when he turned his wide eyes towards her as she slipped her hand into his and intertwined their fingers.

"C'mon then, just a little farther now."

Spotting the floppy straw hat that she had been wearing when she discovered Doug in the Warehouse, Claudia shot forward, tugging him along with her. She stooped to pick it up, and promptly shoved it a top Doug's head. She grinned when his eyes widened and he reached out as if to touch the swirling brush strokes that only he could see. When his hand grazed her forehead, he lightly brushed his fingers down the length of her hair. He slowly pulled the hat from his head, and held it out to her.

"That.. is awesome."

"Oh man, right?" Claudia laughed as she took the hat from him, "No wonder everyone thought he was crazy."

Locating the hat's home among the shelves, she carefully settled it in place and turned to face Doug when she spotted a soft glowing blue light through the racks in the next aisle.

"Oooh, shiny."

She was turning the corner when she heard the distinct crackle of static followed by radio silence. Turning back, she caught Fargo guiltily moving away from one of the shelves.

"Doug.. what did you - " she was cut off by the stilted, yet flowing musical notes of a tango that flooded from the arching cathedral style speakers of an antique walnut radio.

"I saw the radio, and you like music, and I just thought.. I'm in trouble, aren't I?" Fargo stammered as Claudia stalked towards him. He gulped when she nodded.

"Do you remember the last time you were here? If it's been bagged and tagged, it usually means it doesn't involve hugs and puppies!" She smacked his arm. She took a breath to continue, when the song faded into silence. Slowly turning her head to stare at the radio, she cocked her head to the side. The speakers crackled again before coming back to life as a man's voice began speaking.

"Ladies and gentlemen, following on the news given in our bulletin a moment ago, the Government Meteorological Bureau has requested the large observatories of the country to keep an astronomical watch on any further disturbances occurring on the planet Mars."

Claudia quickly cranked the power dial to the off position. Her eyes were round as she pointed to the small digital marquee that proudly announced exactly what this artifact was.

"Of all the radio's to play with, you had to play with Orsen Welles'? Seriously?!"

Fargo grimaced, and began to apologize when a blinding green light went streaking above their heads. The shelves swayed and the artifacts rattled as an explosion sounded from within the depths of the Warehouse.

Claudia threw her arms up in the air, "Oh good! Great! I am definitely getting fired tomorrow."